After everyone else had left I was calledinto the office but told that I could forget the lipstick. This was justfor a talk. I worried that maybe I th...ught everything seemed good when Ileft yesterday maybe they were tired of me and this would all come to anend. I hoped not because I came to realize that I was a sissy bitch andI needed to continue to be one.The discussion was actually the opposite. It seemed as if everyone therewas so impressed with their sissy bitch that they all wanted to. What was this society? And what were the pleasures of which Brenda spoke? And why all the secrecy?She had, at first, laid the card with Brenda's phone number on the night stand nest to the bed, but when she found herself becoming more and more enthralled with the sensuality which her friend had implied was an integral part of this society, she found herself locking herself in the bedroom and masturbating, something she hadn't done in years. She then tried putting the card away, dismissing it. As she lay peacefully sprawled in her orgasmic stupor, eyes closed, head against the pillow, she heard first her husband's office door open and shut, and then the bedroom door. She smiled, gliding her legs sexily against the sheets and stretching her chained arms toward the headboard, inviting her husband's touch as she feined sleep. Her smile widened when she heard the telltale signs of someone getting undressed. Her husband sat in his closet and watched on the monitor as two masked men. I also came and relaxed. I went back to the room and found her sleeping in the same position as I left her in. She was really in some great good sleep. I looked in the watch, it was around 4am and the temperature had gone down a bit to make weather pleasant. I led beside her and went to sleep. Both Nude. This time I caught some sleep until I felt a hand on my forehead caressing me and heard the words “darshan uth jaiye, subah ho gayee hai”I woke out of my sleep but my eyes were shut. I was.